Pulling at his ancestor's other sleeve with an aggrieved expression, Bo Song whispered:
"Old Ancestor, stop looking. They're all dragons, so he must have two too!"
Sure enough, Ji Yao turned his gaze to Bai Song in shock.
She was horrified and stunned: "How... do you know what I'm thinking?"
Could it be that she accidentally said what was in her mind?
Bai Song quickly came to the old ancestor's ear and said:
"I guessed. Old Ancestor, you don't have to be envious. I've come to terms with it now. Everyone has their own strengths and specialties..."
Hearing these harsh and vicious words.
Ji Yao could hardly control the expression on his face.
I envy you der!
Bo Song's actions actually cleared Ji Yao's mind.
However, the sincerity on Bai Song's face left Ji Yao speechless for a moment.
Sincerity is indeed a killer move.
"Although they have their own specialties, our Shenmu clan is not bad either. Moreover, our six senses are pure, making it easier for us to ascend to the divine realm!"
As soon as she finished saying this, the pride on Bo Song's beautiful face almost overflowed.
"The Shenmu clan is indeed more likely to ascend."
Bosong's words were affirmed by Meng Bodu.
Ji Yao's expression was dull: "......"
The words of these two people contained a lot of information, and her CPU couldn't react.
I can only say that this is worthy of being the demon world, the little train always runs openly.
Ji Yao coughed lightly, interrupting the two people's spiritual chicken soup: "Song, lead the way."
Please shut up.
Don't let your ancestor die again in front of outsiders.
Ji Yao strode forward with a heart full of hurt.
Listening to the two people behind him praising each other, Ji Yao sighed softly.
A world where she was the only one hurt...
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